“We let our own natural capacity of healing do the work.” Thich Nhat Hanh
It is very early morning in the League City, Texas condo that I have called home since April 13. I am sitting in my “writing” chair watching storm clouds and sheets of rain move across the lake. A lone gull just glided by the window to say, “Good morning”. Thunder is still rolling, but the sky is lighter on the horizon. More rain and flash flooding are predicted in Houston on this my last day. I am confident it will clear in time for me to finish packing the car to head toward Pensacola to see my family.
This stay has been a time of profound change. I want to capture the lessons before I set out. It will take a series of posts to do the subject justice.
One gift of my stay has been the wonderful setting of my Gorgeous Condo at Marina Point in League City. The view from my fourth-story picture window provided an ever changing panorama of boats of all sorts on the sunlight water and a sky shared by both birds and planes. It was a perfect perch to view the ever changing weather and spectacular sunsets.
I spent time reading, journaling and in contemplation and enjoyed creative time working on art for my children’s peaceful heart book. The condo also served as the ideal launching pad for participating in a number of interesting experiences.
I connected with old friends and made new ones at two local churchs – the Center for Spiritual Living Clear Lake and Unity of the Bay Area where I attended a variety of workshops, meditations, book studies, Oneness Blessing groups, weekly prayer circles and and church services. It was also fun to make the 1 1/2 hour drive back “home” to Kingwood for visits with long-time friends and to receive welcome “adjustments” from my favorite hair stylist and chiropractor.
Early in the visit, I began to feel unwell while helping price items for the Unity annual garage sale. The redness I had discovered on my ribs the night before was moist and irritating. I had self-diagnosed it as a burst cyst. When I shared that I needed to leave to find a doctor, my very new friend gave directions to a local emergency/family medicine clinic, where I was quickly seen and diagnosed. He perscribed three shingles medications – an anti-viral and two large bottles pain medicines with refills.
My husband had experienced a painful case of shingles that confined him to his recliner for a year and which, 10 years later, occasionally still “bit” him painfully. I didn’t want to take the prescriptions, so I immediately called the office of my Kingwood chiropractor to get their successful homeopathic recommendations. Using my GPS I discovered Erma’s Nutrition Center, Nassau Bay, where I was directed to the “local expert.”
She recommended a regime of four droppers of lemon balm extract mixed with an organic diaper rash preparation to be used in conjunction with agressive intake of lemon balm tea. She told me that lemon balm has the property of keeping the nerves from firing and so eliminates pain signals.
I settled in for an intentional self-care routine and was faithful to my use of my tea and topical salve. I’m happy to report that I had no pain and that by day five the episode was over. I used the time as a period of introspection and believe I was physically, and perhaps emotionally, releasing toxins of some kind.
I am so very grateful for getting exactly what I needed in a timely manner. It was another validation of how we are loved and supported by our non-physical helpers.
With that episode in the past I quickly moved on to more deep releases. To be continued…